Virginia de Medeiros > Second week NYC / Segunda semana NYC

Second week. I break the silence without words, these are still a barrier, but with the body. I look without shame, smile and hope nothing in return. Or rather,here the nothing is everything. I am open to chance. My mute and deaf assistance progressively interprets the meaning of things. In this state the libido gets high, everything is suggestive. Without rational analysis, fantasy liquefies the real. The senses pulsing in my skin.